The Distant Joke
The explosion did not make a sound. It was a sudden, absolute absence of air, a vacuum that sucked the color out of the world before the shockwave arrived to shatter the remaining glass. Arthur Pendelton was standing by the window of the third-floor office when the sky turned white. He was a man of precise habits and calibrated responses, a senior systems architect at a logistics firm that...
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